Will Graham: I might not have time. Hannibal Lecter: I do. I have oodles. Francis Dolarhyde: I am the Dragon. And you call me insane. You are privy to a great becoming, but you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the afterbirth. It is your nature to do one thing correctly. Before me, you rightly tremble. But, fear is not what you owe me. You owe me awe.
[from the trailer] Will Graham: I thought you might enjoy the challenge. Find out if you're smarter than the person I'm looking for. Hannibal Lecter: Then, by implication, you think you're smarter than I am, since it was you who caught me. Will Graham: No, I know I'm not smarter than you. Hannibal Lecter: Then how did you catch me? Will Graham: You had... disadvantages. Hannibal Lecter: What disadvantages? Will Graham: You're insane. Hannibal Lecter: And be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real. Will Graham: There's nothing wrong with you... except your hair. Your hair is a train wreck. Francis Dolarhyde: Open your eyes. Freddy Lounds: No. Francis Dolarhyde: Open them or I'll staple your eyelids to your forehead. Francis Dolarhyde: To me, you are a slug in the sun. You are privy to a great becoming but you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the afterbirth. Before me you rightly tremble. But you owe me more than fear. YOU OWE ME AWE. Hannibal Lecter: Remarkable boy. I do admire your courage. I think I'll eat your heart. Hannibal Lecter: You will not persuade me with appeals to my intellectual vanity. Hannibal Lecter: A robin red-breast in a cage, puts all of Heaven in a rage. Hannibal Lecter: Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise. As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state... fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus's herd. Dinner Guest: Hannibal, confess. What is this divine-looking amuse bouche? Hannibal Lecter: If I tell you, I'm afraid you won't even try it. Francis Dolarhyde: I'll shot you and then myself. Reba Mclane: No please no. Francis Dolarhyde: [trying to pull the trigger] I can't do it, I CAN'T DO IT, I CAN'T DO IT. Hannibal Lecter: Have you seen blood in the moonlight? It appears quite black. Hannibal Lecter: And how is the young Josh and the lovely Molly, they're always in my thoughts. Hannibal Lecter: Ah yes Dr. Chillton. Gruesome isn't he? Fumbles at your head like a freshman pulling at a panty girdle. Will Graham: I need your opinion now. Hannibal Lecter: Then here's one... you stink of fear and that cheap lotion. You stink of fear Will, but you're not a coward. You fear me, but still you came here. You fear this shy boy, yet still you seek him out. Don't you understand, Will? You caught me because we're very much alike. Without our imaginations, we'd be like all those other poor... dullards. Fear... is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it. Francis Dolarhyde: I'm the great Red Dragon. Francis Dolarhyde: I am not a man. I began as one, but now I am becoming more than a man, as you will witness. Will Graham: He's not collecting body parts. He's eating them. Dr. Frederick Chilton: Tell me, when you saw Lecter's murders, their style, so to speak, were you able perhaps to reconstruct his fantasies? And, if so, did you jot down any impressions? Will Graham: No. Dr. Frederick Chilton: Let me be frank, Mr. Graham. The first definitive analysis of Lecter will be a publisher's wet dream. I'd give you full credit, of course
[Graham towards cell door] Dr. Frederick Chilton: Dammit, man, you must have some advice. You caught him. What was your trick? Will Graham: I let him kill me. Hannibal Lecter: First he kills the pet, and then the family. Freddy was your pet, Will. Hannibal Lecter: Beneath the yellow folder, you'll find your latest rejection slip from the archives. It was brought to me by mistake with some of my archives mail. I'm afraid I opened it without looking. Sorry. Dr. Frederick Chilton: I think we'll remove Dr. Lecter's toilet seat as well Hannibal Lecter: Do you like my little exercise cage, Will? My so-called lawyer is always nagging Dr. Chilton for better accommodations. I don't know which is the greater fool. Hannibal Lecter: That's the same atrocious after shave you wore in court. Dr. Frederick Chilton: As a research subject, Lecter has proven most disappointing. He's simply impenetrable to psychological testing. Rorschach, Thematic Apperception, he folds them into origami's, as you see. Will Graham: What is taking him so long? Molly: Are you kidding? It takes him 20 minutes to get out of bed in the morning. Will Graham: Yeah, but now I have a serious marshmallow jones. Will Graham: He's not going to stop. Police officer: Why? Will Graham: Because it makes him God. Reba Mclain: If there's anything I hate worse than pity, it's fake pity. Especially from a walking hard-on like Ralph Mandy. Francis Dolarhyde: I have no pity.
[Chilton is explaining the difficulty he's had with Lecter] Dr. Frederick Chilton: So, you can imagine the stir your little visit is causing among my staff. If you'd care to share some insights...? Will Graham: Dr. Chilton, I'm sorry. I've got a 4:17 flight back to Atlanta. Dr. Frederick Chilton: [irritated] Of course. Dr. Frederick Chilton: There's no paper clips in there. No staples, brads, or ring-binders. Will Graham: No, I read the security protocols, Dr. Chilton. Dr. Frederick Chilton: Then see you observe them. Though, it is perhaps gratuitous to warn you of all people about how dangerous he can be.
[last lines] Dr. Frederick Chilton: Hannibal. There's someone here to see you. Wants to ask you a few questions. I said you'd probably refuse. A young woman. Says she's from the FBI, though she's far too pretty if you ask me. I'll tell her you said no. Hannibal Lecter: What is her name? Francis Dolarhyde: Drop it. Do it now gumshoe. Your son is about to change. Then your wife. You can watch, Then I'll take care of you.
[Will drops knife] Will Graham: [to Josh] Look at you! I have never seen a child as disgusting as you! You pissed your pants? How dare you! You want me to cut it off? Is that what you want me to do, you little freak? Don't cry at me you little faggot. Apoligize! Say "I'm sorry daddy, I'm a dirty little beast, I'm a freak!..." Say it! Josh Graham: No. Will Graham: Say it! Josh Graham: No, daddy. Will Graham: Say it or I will cut it off! "... I'm a dirty little beast, freak, hair lip, and no one will ever love me!"